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Ice Cube
Ice Cube

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Tonart: C minor
Verse 1
Dm
Dm
Damn, what you doing
Am
Am
Dm
Dm
over here?
Wassup?
Yeah, I was thinking
about you the other day
Am
Am
Dm
Dm
And I was thinking I should have never
fucked wit' your ass
Am
Am
I should have left you right where I found
Dm
Dm
you
My bad (my bad)
Verse 2
Dm
Dm
When I was with you,
all you ever do was bitch
Am
Am
Talk shit, but you could suck dick
Dm
Dm
So I didn't sweat all
the fussin' and cussin'
On New Year's Eve,
Am
Am
the night I was bussin'(blaow)
Dm
Dm
I would stress and strain
to maintain
And didn't need to hear your
Am
Am
motherfuckin' ass complain
Dm
Dm
About niggas in the house
(mm), feet on the couch
Am
Am
Talkin' all loud (yeah), blunt
Dm
Dm
in my mouth (yeah)
Bitch, I got fifty cents on this Genesis
Am
Am
Talkin' 'bout niggas got to vacate
Dm
Dm
the premises
Sheeit, homie hit start
And outa nowhere,
Am
Am
Dm
Dm
your ass got heart (mm)
Pulled out the plug,
then you got drugged
Am
Am
We at it again, I tried to count to ten
Dm
Dm
There's no end to your naggin'
Am
Am
You can't treat me like I'm faggin',
ho
Dm
Dm
You see I'm saggin' (no)
Why I gotta act like a motherfucking
asshole (why?)
Am
Am
To be king of my motherfucking castle?
Dm
Dm
You'll never be the missus
(never)
Breakin' all my dishes
And fuck all my ex bitches
Verse 3
Dm
Dm
Am
Am
Dm
Dm
Fuck you, fuck you and fuck you
The world ain't yours,
Am
Am
Dm
Dm
the world ain't yours
Am
Am
Dm
Dm
Fuck you, fuck you and fuck you
The world ain't yours,
the world ain't yours
Verse 4
Dm
Dm
On and off, off and on, bitch I'm grown
Am
Am
Dm
Dm
So stop playing on my phone (stop)
It was a time we can bump and grind
And find heaven (ah)
Am
Am
Without a motherfucking reverend
Dm
Dm
Ménage à troises and bomb-
ass massages
Am
Am
And dreams of three- car garages
Dm
Dm
You say I'm cheating when
I'm up at the studio
Am
Am
Dm
Dm
Come to find out you the ho, oh
And you was way out
Talkin' 'bout rap was gonna
play out
Am
Am
And I was wasting my time writing rhymes
Dm
Dm
You made yourself loud and clear
You wanted me to choose between
Am
Am
Dm
Dm
you and my career (bitch)
Started fucking with this
baller named Chris
Am
Am
Couldn't resist the Rolex on his wrist
Dm
Dm
I kept on writing my raps with profanity
Now I'm on tour fucking
bitches like vanity
You tried to diss this, now you miss this
And the first and fifteenth
Am
Am
is like Christmas
Dm
Dm
Send me naked pictures
but give it a rest
Am
Am
With Mrs. Ice Cube tattooed
on your breast
Dm
Dm
Now you at the back door
of my show (ha)
Am
Am
Dressed like a ho,
Dm
Dm
askin' could you blow (no)
Hell no, but it's still delicious
Went from rags to riches
And fuck all my ex bitches
Verse 5
Dm
Dm
Am
Am
Fuck you, fuck you,
Dm
Dm
especially you
The world ain't yours,
Am
Am
Dm
Dm
the world ain't yours
Am
Am
Fuck you, fuck you,
Dm
Dm
especially you
The world ain't yours,
Am
Am
the world ain't yours
Verse 6
Dm
Dm
Now I hear you sayin',
"Yeah, I used to fuck him"
Not lettin' 'em know I was
a young buck then
Niggas askin' me, "Man,
did you love her?"
Loved her stupid ass enough to fuck
Am
Am
Dm
Dm
her with a rubber (bitch)
Now I hear I'm your big
brother (who?)
Am
Am
Second cousin, friend
Dm
Dm
Bitch since when?
Incest ain't the way I swing (nah)
Never bought your ass a goddamn thing
That I had to pay for
I was hateful
Am
Am
Ungrateful (uh) and never faithful
Dm
Dm
Fuckin' everything that I could
get my paws on
Am
Am
Walkin' through hell with gasoline
drawers on
Dm
Dm
Now I'm on the mic, music is my life
Am
Am
Kids and a wife,
Dm
Dm
heard you was a dyke (damn)
It's your thing if you like
the switches
But it's my world and fuck
all my ex bitches
Verse 7
Dm
Dm
Am
Am
Dm
Dm
Fuck you, fuck you and fuck you
The world ain't yours,
the world ain't yours
Am
Am
Fuck you, fuck you,
Dm
Dm
especially you
The world ain't yours,
Am
Am
Dm
Dm
the world ain't yours (uh- uh)
Verse 8
Never go down the same road twice
Am
Am
Dm
Dm
Advice from the big homie Ice Cube
Hmm, girl you better get away
from here
I don't want that shit no more
Nah, nah, and don't be callin' up my
Am
Am
Dm
Dm
Am
Am
mama' house neither
Dm
Dm
I'm through with you,
I'm through with you
I done got smarter, I done got smarter
I ain't fuckin' with your daughter

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